LONDON'S RIVER TURNED MURKY: A SUMMER OF FILTH, 1858

The city of London breathed in the heat of summer, 1858. But it was not merely the sun that baked the metropolis. An even more detestable force infested its very heart: the River Thames. Years of industrial effluents had transformed London's lifeblood into a foul-smelling mire. The stench was overwhelming, a miasma that clung to every cobblestone a

The year 845 AD. A chill wind swept across the Seine River, carrying with it the scent emanating from salt and fear. The Norsemen were amongst us, a ravenous swarm of warriors seeking glory. Their longships, like prowling predators, sliced through the waters, their flags waving in the wind. A city once peaceful now trembled beneath the shadow of Va